|Chapter 15|
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𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆
𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍.
"Seb, are we taking your private jet or a commercial plane," I ask looking at my reflection in the mirror. It's 11:00 p.m. and we are getting ready to leave Switzerland.
"Whatever you want love," he says from in my room.
"I want food and the airport has tons of it," that's the only reason I'll go there. I'm really hungry.
He walks into the bathroom hugging me from behind. He examines my outfit and immediately says, "Yeah, no. We're taking my private jet."
"But I want food," I whine pouting at him.
"There's food on my plane," he kisses my temple and lets go of me.
"Dude, you are so annoying. Let's just go now please." I'm actually annoyed and yes, over food. I just want a veggie burger and fries. He knows if we use his jet we won't have to go through the airport and his stupid jet does not have any food I want.
He takes my bags and I walk ahead of him, not wanting to be near him right now. I'm going to miss this penthouse so much. I take one last picture of the place and we enter the elevator together.
I look down at my phone and I message my sister.
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Me: Can I book your flight for next week or do you need more time?
Liza🖇: Next Wednesday is fine.
Me: ok
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After a long car ride of listening to J. Cole, we finally arrive at his jet. The interior is similar to the penthouse. Gray, modern and simple.
He sits in the section with four seats and I sit alone in the section with two. I hear a lot of typing on his laptop and it's quite annoying so, I put on headphones and turn on a random movie.
I take this time to quickly book her ticket for next Wednesday because I know I'll forget, then I lock my phone looking at the screen. Ten minutes into the movie I fall asleep.
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I wake up to kisses being placed all over my face. Rubbing my eyes, I focus my gaze on Emilian smirking at me.
I glare at him, "Seb why am I not in my seat?"
"You look like you needed a cuddle."
"If you wanted to cuddle me, just say that, because I was quite comfortable in my seat," I say looking away and folding my arms.
"Ok fine, I just wanted to hold you. Only because you were upset and avoiding me. Will you please stay and tell me why you're so grumpy."
"I want food," I mumble.
He suddenly laughs loudly and I hit him on his chest. "Stop laughing, it's not funny. Food is really important to me."
"More important than me?" he questions.
"Yup," I tell him with no hesitation.
He looks at me shocked, causing me to giggle. "I'm joking Seb." Or am I?
"You better be," he pulls me closer to him. "What do you want to eat."
"A veggie burger with cheese and french fries."
"We have fries but there's no veggie burger love," he explains.
"I could've had my burger if you weren't so damn possessive. I don't know why you think I need to be hidden."
"Baby you look too good right now. Plus aren't we keeping this a secret? There's a lot of people in the airport."
"Excuses, excuses. And I'm literally wearing a t-shirt dress and sneakers," I squint my eyes at him.
"I don't care, it's too short." He buries his face in my neck.
I roll my eyes. "Seb, how many siblings do you have," I ask randomly.
"Just three, two sisters and one brother."
"Well, I've met your brother. Can you tell me about your sisters?"
"The first one is Elvira. She's 29 and the second oldest after me. She's a bit closed off and she only likes a hand full of people. But, don't worry about her because she'll love you. I l- like you, a lot and she has to accept you because you're very important to me."
"I know because everybody loves me," I smile widely at him.
"Yeah," he laughs nervously. "My other sister is Loana. She's only 7 years old and loves meeting new people. She's also my little best friend who gives me advice. I'm honestly afraid she's going to steal you away from me or even worse, you'll steal her away from me," he rambles on about her with the biggest smile on his face. So adorable.
"Awww she sounds so precious, I'm looking forward to meeting her now."
"Tell me about your siblings," he says massaging my side.
"I have one sibling, her name is Eliza. She's 19 and in college. She's a bit of an introvert and can be closed off like your sister but, she doesn't mind meeting new people. I know she would be very excited to meet you when I finally tell her about you."
"I'll meet her when we get to New York, yeah?"
"Oh, she goes to school in Canada but, she'll be in New York next week. You can meet her then."
"Sounds good," he pecks my lips.
I look up at him again, "What's your favorite color."
He thinks for a bit and smirks, "My favorite color is lavender, however, my favorite color on you is blue."
I look down blushing, "Why are you like this?"
"Like what?"
"Always trying to flirt with me and you already have me."
"I've got to keep the romance alive, love," he tells me biting his lips.
"Seb, with you, I don't think our romance will ever die," I joke.
His chest rumbles from a deep chuckle. "Do you want to work in my office with me?" he questions.
"No, I honestly think I should keep my office. I guarantee there will be less grumpiness because I'll have a lot of time to myself," I explain.
"But baby we live in different places on opposite sides of the city. What am I suppose to do? Call?" he says stressed out.
"Yes, we can call and maybe have sleepovers."
"Love, I'm going to be completely honest with you right now. There's no way I'm going to last a whole workday without touching or kissing you, especially when we don't live together. That's literal torture."
"I think it'll be easier because our offices are on their own floor and your dad never had a secretary. Employees do come up for the bathroom though because it's the best in the entire office. And they may also come to speak to you and drop things off."
"I've got a solution. We both keep our doors closed because I know privacy is important to you. I can always require them to email me for everything and to only come up for emergencies. Also, I'll fix any problems with the other floors' restrooms, and then there will be no reason for employees to come up," he tells me all of this while typing.
"Those solutions aren't bad because they won't be wasting time going to our floor. I like it."
"Mhm. Baby look," he points towards the aisle and I see a guy with a chef hat standing with two plates of veggie burgers and fries.
"Thank you so much," I tell him excitedly. He firmly nods his head and walks away.
I turn and adjust myself in Emilian's lap to straddle him, "Babyyyy, now I feel bad for avoiding you and giving you attitude," I pout.
"It's ok to love, I know how you are with your food and I shouldn't have upset you," he apologizes.
"Stop apologizing, your making me feel worse. Now I need to do something for you."
"Baby it's fine," he leans into me and I kiss him slowly and passionately, making sure he knows that I'm thankful.
"I-. Baby, we have to stop," he says.
I look at him confused. That's unusual. I massage his scalp with my fingers and ask him, "Emilian, what's up." He pulls me closer to him and then I realize. Oh, alright then.
"Ok, come on let's eat." I try to move to the seat next but he holds me down.
"Seb, how are you going to eat?"
"I'll eat later. You eat," he kisses my neck then begins to type on his laptop.
You don't have to tell me twice. I say a quick prayer and immediately dig in. The food is really good but, unfortunately not the best I've had.
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